” “For a little time,” she answered. All the world about her seemed to be—how can one put it?—in wrappers, like a house when people leave it in the summer. A single glance served to show the thief-taker how matters stood. But Spurlock was ever on guard, even when she fussed over his hair. “The Holy Ghost! The Pope! My mother!” She squealed. “You have them both,” Anna answered. ’ ‘Yes, that rather leapt to the eye,’ Gerald said, and the faint smile sent a lick of warmth down inside her.
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